The First Mark in a Quiet Narrative
This is the first in a series of five black-and-white images, all captured along the coast of Maine during what was originally planned as a fall foliage workshop. The weather, however, had other plans—cloudy skies and scattered rain—but the moody light ended up being a gift. While many of the images from that trip shine in color (as seen in my color galleries), this particular set emerged later, during the stillness of the pandemic lockdown.
Isolated from the outside world, I revisited my archive and began to see some images differently—less about color and more about form, contrast, and negative space. That’s how Traces was born.
Line, Texture, and Memory in the Sand
In Traces #1, water has etched delicate channels across the sand, carving flowing lines that echo river deltas or tree branches. A few footprints cut across the scene—silent evidence of a presence now gone. The simplicity is deceptive; there’s story and movement here, even in the stillness.
As with much of my work, I’m drawn to texture, pattern, and the elemental marks left by time or human passage. These compositions speak to that fascination—and the ways in which the land holds memory, however briefly.
I hope you’ll explore the full Traces series and see how they complement each other.
Available in a Limited Edition of 15, with 2 Artist Proofs
